binary dead train

Chapter 159 Training Hall
The strong impact and hissing gradually stopped, and the sound of Yaqi rubbing against the ground and rubbing against the building came from all sides of the birthplace, and slowly disappeared under the aftermath of the last few impacts.

There were warm tremors from all over the body, and Turing stood up from the ground.

"Alarm, alert, abnormal activity detected by the demon god, fluctuation level: ten. Contacting the accident defense department...alarm, alarm, abnormal activity detected by the demon god, fluctuation level..."

After the impact interference completely disappeared, the sound of the base system from above gradually became clearer.

"Is the system still functioning healthy?"

Looking up and glanced above the sound, a low moan came from Turing's side.

The raccoon got up from the ground clutching his belly, his steps staggering a bit.

"It was really dangerous just now... Thank you..."

The place where the raccoon was covering was exactly where Turing kicked him in, but the raccoon didn't complain.

In that case, the best thing for "Yanagi Tasechu" is to throw away the burden, and kicking him is already doing his best.

but……

The raccoon slightly let go of the hand on the lower abdomen, and the light exoskeleton on the abdomen has been completely shattered.

"I have the power of concentration." Turing said, overtook the raccoon, and picked up something from the ground.

"Of course I understand..." The raccoon calmed down and breathed a little rapidly, but at this moment, a small silver object appeared in front of his eyes with a giant paw spread out.

It was a small silver metal block, the four corners were polished to be extremely smooth, mechanical cutting lines were distributed on the surface, and there was an inexplicable relief at the bottom.

"your things."

The raccoon froze for a moment, and took the thing from Turing's hand:

"Thank you."

Turing didn't say anything more, turned around to look at the current environment, and unconsciously covered the jackal's throat with his claws.

He didn't know what the sound was just now, but it was very similar to the demon god named "Baqi".

"What are you running for?"

This is the voice he heard while fleeing. Its meaning is unclear, and it is an obvious question, but it seems to be conveying some information.

The group of monsters brought in at present have all been scattered under the situation just now, but those monsters are almost useless to a powerful enemy of the level of Yaqi. The current situation still has to go through the place of birth and go to The god of ghosts.

According to the map, the Birthplace is not a small place, and it is the third largest laboratory in the Demon God Research Institute.These buildings made entirely of blockade wall materials are difficult to destroy, but the two buildings of the birthplace and the ghost shrine are not connected.

After passing through the place of birth, Turing must travel through an environment without the protection of blocking materials again in order to reach the ghost shrine.

There is still some way to go.

While thinking, the raccoon has gradually recovered, and walked forward slowly:

"The place of birth... through the training hall and the elimination battle room, you can reach the exit. We have to speed up..."

"No, we'll stay here for a while."

Turing followed unhurriedly.

"Baqi is probably still nearby, you seem a little unsafe."

As he said that, Turing had passed the raccoon and walked forward, a red light flashed on his head slightly turned away.

Looking at the direction Turing was heading for, the raccoon fell silent for a while, then nodded slightly stagnantly and said:
"Ok."

According to the map, the place of birth is also divided into several areas, which is where the complexity of the entire Tianshou Research Pavilion lies. Lobby and elimination battle room.

"You don't seem to want to stay here." Turing walked through the metal foyer and came to an indoor door. The equipment next to it was good, and a few large characters were displayed on the black dot screen:
The place of birth - the cultivation hall.

Compared with the foreign-style building on the outside, the inside is completely cold like a laboratory.

"No one's going to like it here."

As the raccoon said, he took the initiative to go forward and stick an identification device on it.

呲......

The air valve was released, the indoor door opened slowly, and a gap of blue light pierced in, and the electronic doors opened on both sides gradually widened.

"You really have two identifiers." Turing glanced at the ID identifier in Lili's hand, and stepped into the room of the blue light.

A piece of cold air came over the face, and the scorching hot steam that was surrounded by ghosts and slowly rising seemed a little dazzling.

The first sight is a row of two-meter-high pear-shaped cultivation warehouses, which are placed in this space like large shelves, and the rising blue light inside reflects the whole space in a deep blue.

Directly in front of Turing is the road surrounded by a pear-shaped cultivation warehouse. There is a circular floor cut in the center, on which is a desktop terminal integrated from the ground.

"This thing..."

Turing walked in front of a pear-shaped cultivation chamber, which was made of glass as a whole, supported by wide-curved metal, and the transparent liquid inside was illuminated by the blue light inside.When the warm armor attached the claws, a puff of water vapor floated on the glass from around the claws.

The temperature here is lower.

And under the blue light inside the training chamber, a young boy is floating in it, and several tubes of different sizes are being inserted into his mouth, nose, back of the neck and other places.

"Bio-generating device."

The raccoon walked up to Turing and looked at the boy inside.

"The biological birth device of Kazama Company can quickly catalyze embryos. It can be as short as a few months, and as long as a year or two, it can catalyze a human embryo to the point where its physical fitness and brain development are becoming mature."

"You were born from this too?" Turing turned his head.

"That's right." The raccoon's voice was emotionless, and he couldn't hear what he was thinking.

Sometimes, though, the lack of emotion is an emotion in itself.

"These 'elites' that have been quickly spawned will be put into use after two to three years of rapid education to give full play to their strengths. Among them, combat members account for a considerable proportion."

High-speed birth... Later education, mass production of combat power... Leaving aside the various paradoxes that exist in it, this thing seems to be quite effective at present. If it has strong logistics as a benchmark condition, this technology will have a huge impact. Prospects.

But such rapid birth must have some kind of flaw.

Turing strolled in front of these pear-shaped culture chambers, walking past embryos being cultured one after another.Some of them are still embryos, some are babies, some are children of a few years old, and some have reached a state close to adulthood, that is, they can be "out of the warehouse".

"The overall equipment is still in operation when it is out of control, and the importance is self-evident."

"That's right. This is the birth base of Kazama Company's loyal employees, and the cradle where future god chasers will grow up... Hehe." The two chuckles at the end of Li Yu's words were full of sarcasm.

"These embryos seem to have different parents? Are they not cloned?" Turing wondered.

"Clone? What do you mean?" The raccoon turned his head.

The raccoon's reaction made Turing understand that there is no cloning technology in this world.

These embryos should all have been produced through the actual act of reproduction.

"Nothing." Turing skipped the subject.

After looking at these pear-shaped cultivation chambers, Turing came to the desktop terminal located in the center and easily accessed it using an identification device.

After looking through a large number of records, he found an unexpected name.

"Embryon number BAH-4198732, Takumi Oseki."

(End of this chapter)